I’m broken up about my thoughts never being spoken
I hold onto those words, my eyes have barely opened
My thoughts are consumed of memorizes we use to share
But now I must strip them off, I’m bare
In the shower I let the scalding water, drop by drop run down my skin
Afraid that I made a mistake by letting you back in
I have bruises, tenderness surrounding my heart
I’m having cold feet, I should have known from the start
That you would create this electric shock passing through my veins
I feel as if we will never really be the same
I scrub off the smell of your cologne from my pours
Just the feeling of your plump lips leaves me sore
I try to wash off the feeling of your finger tips from my scalp with shampoo
But this routine will inevitably bring me back to you
Because I love your touch, your lips, your smell
But that’s a secret I’ll keep from you, will never tell
I’ll count the days until I’m back under your blue satin sheets
But for now I’m left with the mental pictures I keep